While on the phone, Gu Weiwei hurried to the restaurant to start her meal.
Fu Hanzheng's tone softened slightly when he heard her tell the servants to serve dinner.
"Where are the children?"
"She just fell asleep," Gu Weiwei said gently.
Fu Hanzheng listened and gave instructions.
"They'll be taking a nap this afternoon, so you can rest too."
After all, she hadn't slept well all night because she hadn't let the children stay with her, and she got up as soon as it was light this morning.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come back," Gu Weiwei said with a gentle smile.
Fu Hanzheng knew she was having a meal, so he hung up the phone with peace of mind.
In the afternoon, I finished work early and went home ahead of schedule.
Gu Weiwei was resting with her two children when he went back to the room to check on the mother and her two children. Not wanting to disturb their rest, he prepared to go upstairs to the study to finish some unfinished work.
As a result, when he turned his head, he saw a photo that stood out on the wall, and it was neither him nor her, nor the two children.
The person in the photo is Fu Shiyi, and it's not hard to imagine who hung the photo here.
But who gave them the audacity to hang his picture in their bedroom?
He casually took the picture frame down, carried it out of the room, and handed it directly to the maid.
"Throw this thing away later."
The maid glanced at it and said.
"This... seems to have been left behind by the Third Young Master."
“I know he left it,” Fu Hanzheng said.
If he hadn't already passed away, they would be throwing away not only his photos, but also him himself.
The maid didn't dare ask any more questions and placed the photo frame next to the kitchen trash can so that it could be disposed of together later.
Fu Hanzheng didn't want to disturb Gu Weiwei and her two children's rest, so he went upstairs to his study.
Half an hour later, Gu Weiwei heard the child crying and woke up as well.
With the help of the maternal and infant care specialist, I fed the two children, went to the living room to pour myself a glass of water, and looked out from the balcony. Suddenly, I saw Fu Hanzheng's car parked outside.
So he turned to the maid who was preparing dinner in the kitchen and asked her.
"Is the child's father back?"
"Mr. Fu returned half an hour ago. Seeing that his wife and children were resting, he went to his study."
Gu Weiwei nodded thoughtfully, brewed a cup of Darjeeling tea in the kitchen, and took it upstairs.
Before she could even knock, Fu Hanzheng heard footsteps and came to open the door.
When did you wake up?
"Not long after." Gu Weiwei entered, placed the tea on the table for him, and turned to say, "Why didn't you call me when you got back?"
"You're sleeping so soundly, and I happen to have some work to take care of," Fu Hanzheng said, leading her to sit down on the sofa. "Is the baby awake?"
"She woke up for a while, then went back to sleep," Gu Weiwei said helplessly.
Babies in their first month of life mostly eat and sleep, and are only awake for a few hours at a time.
"So, Mrs. Fu, you finally have time to spend with your husband?" Fu Hanzheng asked with a smile.
He remembered it clearly: she got up early in the morning and didn't even glance at him before heading straight for the two children.
"So jealous? You're even jealous of your own son and daughter?" Gu Weiwei was both amused and exasperated.
The children weren't around all night, so I was a little anxious when I woke up in the morning and didn't pay much attention to him.
Fu Hanzheng smiled without saying a word; it was only natural that he was jealous.
Who told him that the woman who used to belong only to him now had to be shared with those two little ones?
Moreover, they are now taking up more of her time and attention.
But what good is being jealous? The child is still your own.
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